Incredible. This saltheatmovement sensation underneath Al's lips. His hands lifted to Severus' shoulders, squeezed as he tried to hold on. He tasted again. Bit down. Licked. It was good, so impossibly good. Al's arms slid around Severus to hold onto him, he latched on quite mindlessly seeking only more heat and taste and skin, breathing suddenly ragged and there was a sudden sound in the air that he couldn't've possibly made but who else would've made it? Al gasped for air, then gasped for skin.
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He rested his forehead against the nape of Severus' neck, letting his breathing slow down, calmer, slower, still...